As a very wise girl once said, “The words of Disney shall never cease to be relevant in everyday life.” (That was me by the way, in case that was unclear).

I am. SO. PUMPED. After we finished our last exam (RE Philosophy, for anyone who cares) me and the lads went out pilfering for a cheeky Nando’s (sit tight, I’m going to do a post about that one!) and – as expected – it was SUPER cheesy.

I feel like Rapunzel, when she climbed out the tower (SPOILER aha) and then she put her feet down on the grass and was running around like it was the first time she had ever experienced freedom in her life. Wait… it was. Well…

That’s a bit awkward. Oh dear. Swiftly moving on.

I have SO many plans for this summer, which is great, because more than likely I’m going to end up doing practically nothing and going nowhere because I have nowhere to go and no-one to go with. Which doesn’t matter because I am so cool with just sitting at home all by myself and doing nothing. LOL. NOT.

I’m working on it, okay? I’m working on the summer plans, so let’s not hate. But I guess I’m kinda scared too (WOW, practically just like Rapunzel) because it is going to go SOOOO fast and then before I know it…

BOOM. Old grandmother with a lovely family surrounding her as she slowly, peacefully dies in a nursing home.

WAIT. That was a tad too far ahead. But I think you get the point. Time just runs so fast and before I know it, I’ll be off to University. (Two years, shock, gasp!)

University?! I know right. It sounds ridiculous, that someone as fabulous and obviously grammatically superior to everyone else would be subjected to 3 years (minimum) of forced integration with the peasants and commoners of this world. I mean, who do people think I am? Some sort of non-prodigious teenager who is actually incapable of paying the university fees as they get higher and higher?

Of course not.

I mean, when I publish that book (working on it, working on it) I’ll make enough money to buy the entirety of… Waterstones? No wait, isn’t that like, supporting the competition or something? OK, never mind, never mind that.

Maybe I’ll go and work as… oh wait. I’m not 16. I’m not 16 until the END of summer. I can’t work. Great. This is fabulous. My life is great actually.

But I don’t really want to think about al that right now. At any rate, I get to go and see that fabulous V&A Shoe Exhibition with my friends and hopefully this will be a BANGING summer.

Peace out,

Queen Rianna

p.s. Please be ready for the barrage of posts which will be… posted nearly every single day. And probably more than one a day as well!